Walking a fibro witches path

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Articles where I am the subject of an article in the local news:

tobin bridge toll evaders face a hefty fine.

cash for the memories. When I had to start selling some of my dolls in order to pay medical bills.

Articles I wrote for publication:
protect your dog for the holidays

Posted in the Boston Globe Magazine -- The Globe has a column in the magazine for people to share funny things that have happened to them. Here are the times I managed to have something funny happen to me!

Tales of the City -


He can tell Wally what to do

Kelly Roast Beef

CVS brings the funny

http://www.boston.com/news/local/massachusetts/articles/2004/01/26/heavy_issue/?page=2

They quoted me on this:

http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/magazine/articles/2008/01/27/whats_so_perfect_about_boston/

http://community.livejournal.com/b0st0n/5388313.html
http://fibrowitch.blog.dada.net/

http://www.boston.com/news/education/higher/articles/2006/10/12/norman_rockwell_controversy/

Recently I wrote a letter to the Boston Globes etiquette columnist. hair abuse

Well Nauticon was fun, lots of fun. OH had a couple of problems on Sunday but nothing we could not handle. I got home late Sunday and mostly slept the day away. I got some cleaning done yesterday and finished cleaning the living room floor so I could put my new rug down. It's a tiny bit smaller than the other rug.

I did not set my alarm last night. Purrball unlike Byron has limited concern for my well being. She does not worry when I don't wake up at a decent time. So I did not wake up until just before noon.

I have not done a thing today not a think not a thing. Just watching tv and doing nothing. Actually not even watching TV I get to the end of a show and I don't know what I just watched. I have tried reading a book, but the words slip away with out meaning.

I think I should get off the couch and get something done.

Ah now that's a story. I'm a native Bostonian so all the professional sports teams in Boston top my list. During the summer the Boston Red Sox break my heart. Once the weather turns cold, the Boston Bruins give me chills. Some where in the middle the New England Patriots and Boston Celtics live. I always felt the 16 week season is to short for me to really get into. The Celtics should get more of my love, but I just can not get into the game.

I have stayed true to my sports loves even when I did not live in Massachusetts.

My favorite player in any sport would be Tim Wakefield that's him with me in the icon. I was attending an event at Fenway Park and I ended up leaving the park with a pair of his cleats. I am an old style Bostonian so once bribed I stay bribed.

Has been fun.

Traffic was nuts, just totally nuts. It took me about an hour longer to get here than I thought it would. I got my badge and went over to the Operation Hammond table to chat with the crew. Mary was so sweet, she had printed out Byron's badge, even though she knew he had passed. She asked me if I wanted the badge and I said yes. Every one has been so nice about my loss.

It is kind of funny when I say hi to someone and they look at me funny trying to remember if they know me. I am kind of getting use to that. Hopefully it will get better. And, if not better easier.

I needed to eat something by 7 in order to take my meds, the opening ceremony started at 7 and I figured it would be quick and I could grab something at the hotel restaurant. Big mistake, I ended up waiting about 30 minutes for a meal. I only took my meds at 8:30! Not the best, but it was something. There is a bit of a thing going on at 9 with some serious grilling. I'm wondering if I should go or not.

Stuff does not start on Saturday until noon, which will leave my morning free to wander a bit. I took a nice walk along the salt marsh at 4. I was a little bit hungry and the hotel bar was not open so I decided to walk to a nearby restaurant. I got so into the marsh walk that I gradually lost the urge to eat. I grabbed some water instead and walked back to the hotel. I was looking around for a local map just so I could see what was where. The little tourist book has a lot of adds, but no map. Kind of funny I realized as I walked back to the hotel that I was walking around with a map of the town. I had my GPS with me the entire time. Had a good laugh at my own expense.

I was very tired last night and I know I should have posted a Wednesday hoot post. I hope the day wait will make it all the sweeter.

I'm thinking the reason I was getting up fresher than before was my lack of flexeral. I usually take about 3 per day, nothing is better for that muscle ripping pain. But I had run out Friday. I got my new prescription yesterday and this morning woke up foggy. So I decided to cut it out from my night time regiment.

Yesterday I woke up at a decent time, and functional, I headed out to pick up Mom so we could get her to Plymouth. Wednesday was her mother's 100th birthday and the hospice and visiting nurses team was coming over to celebrate her birthday. No one told her about Byron's passing, and there were so many people around I was able to avoid the question. On my way out to Mom's the MSPCA had called me to let me know I could take Byron home. I was surprised at the quick turn around, and grateful. So once I left Plymouth I drove right to Methuen to pick him up.

The people at Hillside Acre Hillside Acre were wonderful and I think I might send them a donation in the future. By time I got home I was to tired to do more than hold the cat and look at pictures of Byron.

Thank you all so much for the many posts letting you know I am not alone. For the memories from those of you who had a chance to meet Byron and shared memories with me. To the ones who only know him from my silly stories.

When I got up this morning I felt a bit groggy, going to skip the muscle relaxer tonight. koshmom called and asked if I wanted to come up and help her with the garden. I thought about it, but I really wanted to have some dog time. So I went over the Brighton and spent the afternoon sitting in the sun with Tommy's dog Dancer.

My apartment is a serious disaster, I should do some cleaning during the Red Sox game, maybe after not sure.

I know I have not posted since the horrid news of Saturday night. This is wicked random jumping from subject to subject and place to place. I'm writing from my heart not my head.

Nightwing was in Waltham for the Steam Punk event. She came right over and while my head was still spinning we left the apartment and she brought me to the hotel where she was staying. I slept for a little bit, falling asleep in her arms.

The next morning she drove us to the festival. I kind of wandered around in a daze. Luckily I was surrounded by lots of friends, not just Nightwing but gothtique and her friend. Later on koshmom and smoagendash who took me out for something to eat. I told them I had eaten but apparently lots and lots of ice cream does not count.

koshmom who lost her own beloved keeshound back in January wanted me to stay at her house Sunday night, but I really really wanted to stay here. smoagendash was kind enough to bring Byron's body down stairs and put it in my car. I had decided that I wanted to take the rug out of the living room where Byron normally rested. I also wanted to toss out every thing his dead body had touched. From my sheets to the towels I wrapped him in. The next morning I also decided that I wanted to take the cover off the couch and toss that too.

I crawled into my bed where Byron's body was laying and streatched out next to him. I gave him another kiss and wrapped my arms around him. I actually fell asleep for a few minutes, and woke up feeling like I had my second wind.

Tom and koshmom both had offered to drive up to the animal cemetery in Methuen. I woke up just before 6:30am feeling way better than you think I would all things considered. I had taken a toy Byron use to play with and wrapped his service dog vest around it. Then I put his collar with his 2012 dog tag and put it at the end of the bed. When I woke up, the toy had moved a little bit, but more surprising was Purrball's presence on the pillow next to mine. She does not normally sleep on the bed with us - well me. She has been following me around today, it's sweet. I know we are both morning our loss.


I talked to my Mother Sunday night, she asked me if I would mind coming out on Monday to do our errands instead of waiting until Wednesday. I knew she was really just planning on keeping me out of my own head space, and she did an excellent job. She talked about how she missed Dad and that she would miss Byron too. Then she said some thing so amazing I did not know if I wanted to stop the car and hug her.

She said that she was sure since Dad really loved Byron that he had already taken him and was sneaking him people treats. Dad really did like to spoil him. Mom also agreed with my decision to toss the rug and sheets out. She said it would help me heal by changing my environment. She was right glad I did it.

I decided to drive myself up to the cemetery I wanted my final time with Byron to be a private one. I arrived just about a half hour after they opened. When I gave them my name they brought up my last visit. The guy who would later take Byron out of the car remembered how when I brought Fidget up Byron tried to get Fidget to wake up. We all started to tear up - kind of like I am doing right now! I showed the staff pictures of Byron and some off Fidget. I so could not do their job, I would be a massive mess by the end of my first day. I went back to the car with the guy who would be doing the deed. He opened the box and spoke to Byron directly. It was so sweet, he reached a hand in the box and gave Byron a pat and said "Time to take your last ride Byron"

I started crying again and he gave me a quick hug. Then I jumped on 495 and headed to Hopkinton

From there I jumped on 495 and went to Hopkinton where I took Mom to IKEA so I could replace my rug and the couch cover. I found a pretty duvet cover as well and grabbed that. I was thinking of tossing out the towels that I had wrapped Byron in and looked for some more super size towels. Then I decided to try to just wash the towels I had covered him with.

I decided to take down the 2 "story" doll house from the top of the IKEA closet and put it up in the living room. I think being able to play will help me heal a bit.

On Monday morning I went down stairs and saw the maintenance guy using the carpet scrubber on my old rug. He said one of the newer tenants had seen it and asked him to clean it. I told Sammy that was my rug and just why I had taken it out of my apartment and tossed it out. He gave me the option of having him toss the rug out, or not. I figured if he could really "clean" the rug, I had no problem letting him do that, I just don't want to see the rug again myself. He offered to take the massive steam cleaner to my apartment while I was gone, but his machine is way to big to get into an apartment with a stick of furniture in it. I have a small steamer that I am going to steam the rug with, some time soon. I did take my laundry down stairs and do two loads. And, did the dishes. That was enough for today.

Tomorrow I am taking my Mother to Plymouth, it's her Mother's 100th birthday. She (my Grandmother) has been confined to a hospital bed for better than 2 years. My cousin is planning a big birthday celebration, for her on Saturday. Sadly I will not make it as Nauticon is that weekend, and I am totally completely contractually required to spend the weekend there.

Sober!!!

Byron was lying next to me when he drew his last breath. For all the many times he has pulled me from the edge, I could not do the same for him. He had an upset tummy today, which I doubt was related.

He died in my arms.

Got some of my errands done. I went to CVS and picked up my expensive meds. Stopped at Marshalls to pick up some new underwear. I have lost enough weight to need a smaller size. I should have done so grocery shopping to, but wanted to head home.

My favorite slip on cloth shoes broke last week. I have been looking for a new pair of shoes. I could just go to Faneuil Hall but I was also looking for a lace up keds. I don't like how stiff sneakers feel. I found a pair of blue dockers, which while they are not great at least they fit.

I am going to do something nice for myself today. Not sure what, but something. I went on a search for some of my old fiction writing. I finally found my longest work "The Matter of Britain" I had one printed copy, and I was concerned I would have to retype every word. The one copy I have is over 6,000 words, that would NOT have been fun.

I am quite firm about this.

November 1963, I would not spend the day with myself so to speak. I would go to my Mom and give her additional help in watching my 4 year old self and my 2 year old brother. He would not have run into traffic.

I would not need to give my younger self any advice, I would have given her a life I never had.

I am quite firm about this.

November 1963, I would not spend the day with myself so to speak. I would go to my Mom and give her additional help in watching my 4 year old self and my 2 year old brother. He would not have run into traffic.

I would not need to give my younger self any advice, I would have given her a life I never had.

On Monday I found a nice fern leaf bleeding heart for my Mom. I brought it out today and set it outside while we did our errands. It was pretty quick trip today, just some groceries and returning a shirt to K-Mart. The weather was against us, first raining then dry, poor Byron felt like a limp rag. Especially when I made the mistake of parking over a puddle! Mom thought it was a riot and managed to laugh about all the way through B.J.'s I got her back though, when we got back to the car I let Byron in on her side of the car.

Don't tell her

After we got back Mom got the shovel and started digging a tiny little hole. Ever so carefully turning the dirt over and hitting it with the shovel to knock the grass off. After a few tiny shovel fulls I took the shovel out of her hand and quickly knocked out a hole. After that it was easy to plant the bleeding heart.

I went back in side for some lunch and then Byron and I headed home. It poured almost all the way home. I grabbed a few things out of the car and headed on up. I still have stuff in the car, I'll go down and get it after the baseball game ends. Although the way the Red Sox have been playing I should quit while they are behind. I just keep telling myself if they get any worse tickets should be easy to come by this summer.

Dinner was asparagus steamed for 6 minutes in my steamer. Tasted great but I think I might steam it for 7 minutes next time.

So today was the big neighborhood yard sale gothtique  has every spring in Salem. I got two boxes of Barbie play dolls, which cost me about 4 or 5 dollars all those years ago when I bought them. They were dolls I was going to redress. Well I never got around to it, and I have been telling myself for a year that I have to sell these dolls. I bring a few around when ever friends are having yard sales.

I brought up two boxes and set them out at a dollar each. Every one kept telling me I should have priced them higher, but I want the dolls to go to a good home, not make bank. Well the dolls I bought were gone fast. The sale opened at 9 and before 10 I was down to two dolls. Since I only live 10 or 12 miles away, I decided to go back to my storage and open a few more boxed doll boxes. I also grabbed my big box o puzzles.

When I got back as fast as I was putting the dolls out they were getting bought!  When I was in my storage room I opened up one box of accessories, a big bag of doll shoes, and some food and furniture. I decided right then and there that I was going to bring the box back with me and "sell" it to the neighbors six year old daughter. I asked her for a whole 50 cents to buy the entire box from me.  I had a few second thoughts like I should have gone through the bags to see if there was some older stuff. I had to put that idea out of my head because if I continued to think that way I would start second guessing selling the other dolls. Besides I have more than enough stuff at the apartment already.

Made it back to CVS just before they closed! I had to pick up my sleeping pills and I knew that without them I would have not slept a wink all night.

The yard sale is happening again tomorrow, I have to decide if I want to get more dolls out of storage and bring them up to Salem. I'm gonna sleep on it.

It's Wednesday and on this blog Wednesday is hoot day!

I put the food steamer in the car last night so I would not forget it. I did not call her last night or this morning like I usually do. I have started to figure that it is a given, but she was unsure. So back to calling her on Tuesday evening.

We kind of had an idea of something to do on Saturday, but instead she decided to go to an all day Lions meeting so I am free to go some where else. Now this might not be that important a story, however, this is MY Mom. She is a member of the Ashland Lions and the club has a club color. Purple, very very purple. She wanted to get a new purple polo shirt that she could wear during the day. She has a purple sweater and a purple club polo shirt, but she wanted another one. After we got our few groceries we went first to Old Navy, then Gap, the K-Mart looking for just the right color. Old Navy had a short purple sweater which was way to young for a 73 year old. Heck it was to old for me, and I never say that. Went to the GAP next and wow, their stuff is crap! So fragile and thin I wondered if it would have stayed together had she tried the shirt on.

Kohl's had nothing so we went into KMart, they had some nice purple tops, and matching purple jeans. I cracked up, even going so far as to offer my Mom money to put them on. I got as high as 50 dollars and she just would have nothing to do with it. No go, darn they just matched! The had a couple of purple shirts that were close to what she wanted but not really. I suggested she get them because even though they were not just what she wanted, they were close enough in case we could not find exactly what she wanted. We went back to the house and on the way, Mom started talking about J.C. Penny, she loves that store. We got directions to the nearest store, one of only 4 in eastern Mass. We went in and there were those purple jeans again, well not the same brand, but the same purple. She also found one purple polo top, just what she wanted. So next week we will bring the shirts back to KMart.

When I was doing my laundry a couple of days ago some of the ladies that like to hang out in the lobby were surprised at the weight of my reading. I kind of riffed on the number of books I had and mentioned even having one on Krakatoa. No one knew what that meant, and Flo said she might want to read that, so today after I called Mom to let her know I was home I brought the book over to her. I tried to pull up my entire library on my smart phone. But I could not get a connection. So annoyed! I have the entire list printed out, I wonder if I should put the list in a spreadsheet so I have it with me even when I am not on line.

I got busy this evening, I had a box of books that I went through and got almost emptied out. I am running out of shelf space, so I might have to start culling books. !!!! I was putting some books away and I realized I did not have my Mists of Avalon on the shelf. How odd that I had not noticed that before. I am missing one of Mary Stewart's books as well but I knew that, how could I not know that MoA was missing. I am also finding that I have more duplicates than I thought. I have two copies of "How the Irish Saved Civilization" and two copies of Peterson's field guide to birds: East Coast. Just one West Coast book.

I also got all the notebook and scrap paper with writing on it I could find and I am slowly typing them into a few documents. Some of them are just crappy lines or two but I don't want to just toss them out.

Wow it's really raining out, can't believe the Red Sox are playing.

Getting so sick of hearing about 50 Shades of Grey, it's not a new book idea! Heck I know a handful of people who have written far better books. I will never understand book publishing, great books and writers get ignored, and some nobody gets a 7 figure contract.

And nobody is more surprised than me!

I have needed to get groceries since Friday. I needed to clean my fridge longer than that. Instead I have been doing a lot of reading, playing with my dolls and just being lazy. Today I just pushed myself and got both things done. I had reached a point where I went from low on stuff to completely out of stuff. I had downloaded an app to create a shopping list, it was super easy, I just took pictures of the product code and the app did the rest. While I was in the store I just ticked every thing off.

I used the popcorn popper for the first time. I had forgotten just how funny an air popper is! Between pop corn flying out of the heater, to the bowl coming to life as kernels that were carried out before they popped get popped.

I even managed to write a book review! Tomorrow I might even try to get some stuff out of my storage unit. I keep promising myself I will empty out the unit but I never pull it off.

I went to Cambridge today to for an Arisia con com meeting. Not sure if I am going to get back to volunteering for the convention yet. It was nice to head back.  I left in what I thought was plenty of time to reach MIT, taking in to account that the Red Line from Park Street to Kendall Square was shut down. Which for the non Bostonians means the one train I needed to take was replaced by street level buses.

I saw a family of slightly confused tourists and offered to help them figure out where they needed to go.  Mistake on my part, as they took my offer as an insult. What were they afraid I was going to take them some place and mug them?

Well I got to the meeting on time, only just but on time.

I swung over to Pandamonium books and picked up a book I had ordered. The ride back was just as messed up. But I realized as I was taking the bus back to Park Street I realized we were stopped right across from the Blue Line train I needed to take home. So I pressed the stop requested button and jumped off. It meant that I had to pay a second fare but it was worth it to avoid the transfer between the stations.

On the way home, I was trying to decide if I wanted to stop at a local restaurant for dinner, or get in my car and drive over to the grocery store. Instead I stopped at the local 24 hour store and grabbed a Dr Pepper and a can of Pringles. Not the best dinner ever, but the one I have the energy for.

And I already want to go back to bed and get a do over.

I had a strange dream, well not strange but one of many layers. I opened my eyes feeling pretty okay just before the alarm went off. Then the phone rang. It was Hopkinton Cemetery returning my call about getting my Dad a US Veterans marker. The guy gave me the number to call the local Veterans Office. I did not have any paper by my bed, I should, and I usually do. So I walked into the living room where I keep a big note pad. As I walked in to the room, I looked down and saw a cow patty size dog poo. Really something I had no interest in dealing with. Well I wrote down the information he gave me, then started to clean up the rug.

Once that was done I took Byron for a walk so he could empty out his bladder and squeeze out any more poo. So today will be just a water day for Byron. I hope he understands. Grabbed a Gatorade and a hand full of crackers so I could take my morning medications.

I just want to go to bed and take a do over.

It Wednesday, and you know on this blog, Wednesday is hoot day! Mom had the Kohls add and they were offering a hot air pop corn popper for 19.99 and the same Food Network steamer I had for 30.00. The Kohls near her was out of the steamers but they did have the pop corn popper. We went to the desk with the popper and it rang up a full price. My Mom had the add with her and showed the desk clerk that the popper was on sale. She got the sale price and I figured that was the end of it. I told her I would go to the Kohls near my house on the way home and get the steamer for her.

From there we went to do our other errands, looking for a replacement fern leaf bleeding heart. We did not find one at Home Depot last week or Lowes this week. Time to hit the net. Looks like Mahoney's has it. I guess I'll be over in Brighton tomorrow. T's been wicked sick so I can't go hang out with him, with my immune system (or lack there of) I would be flat out pretty fast.

We got back to the house and Joe was mowing the lawn, Byron had fun rolling in the newly mowed grass. He left a little green ring on my car seat. Lovely, just lovely.

Well I told Mom I would go to Khols and see if I could find the steamer there. She told me to take the flyer with me in case I had a problem. I tried not to, but she was so insistent, and as it turns out right. Because guess what, yup same problem. I pulled out the flyer from my purse and had just about the same conversation with the store manager as she did in Milford. Oh I was so pissed!! First they tried the "that flyer has ended" but I pulled out my phone and showed them it was still April 25th. Then they tried to tell me the flyer was not valid in that store. Well I quickly pointed out that the Medford store was indeed listed on the flyer. Not only did the store manager admit I was right, but she offered me an additional 5% off of my total sale, mostly I think to get me the hell out of the store. Well it worked, but I'm still pissed. Just might be writing to store management after the hockey game.

On the way home my cell phone rang, it was koshmom, on her cell phone, she never uses her cell phone unless it's an emergency. I asked her where she was and she said "right behind you!" I looked in the rear view mirror and there she was! I started to tell her my Kohls story, but she does not like to talk on the phone while she drives. Me I just toss the phone on the dashboard and chat away. I followed her to Sally Beauty Supply, which reminds me, I should check and see if they have an app. I grabbed a few more of their dirt cheap sample bottles, they were having a buy two get one free special.

I was standing in front of the CVS looking at it and trying to remember what it was that I saw this morning at CVS. They were having a buy one get one free sale, and I could not remember on what. So we both walked in the store and I wandered around looking for the sale. Turns out it was gatoraid so I grabbed four bottles. They also had the new mint and raspberry jelly M&M's. So I got some of them too.

Well it's 8:30 I should eat some thing, gonna go yell at the Bruins some more. I would be in an a better mood if the Bruins were playing better.

Sorry all, did not realize I had not posted since the 19th! That also means I have not read any one's posts since the 19th. Feel free to whop me up the side of my head if I missed something.

I watched the 100th anniversary of Fenway Park, I am glad I had the DVR going because I spent most of the hour crying. I'm such a sap for the old girl.

I have been quite busy for the last few days. Took my Mom to Plymouth for the weekend on Friday, then completely forgot to go pick her up on Sunday. I spent the entire weekend thinking I had forgotten about some thing important, well I had. I forgot to pick up my Mom. Boy was I embarrassed! Got back in to reading, that was a good thing. I have been doing a lot of reading for my Boston Book blog, but not posting reviews. I realized I was not posting because I thought I could not write as well as some of the book bloggers I read. It took me a while but I realized that was just an excuse not to write.

I decided to put my name in as available for panels at Arisia 2013. I got an invitation to join the new programing board, and crossing my fingers I sent the letter to brainstorm. Within less than 5 minutes I had a welcome back email. Making me glad I took the first step.

Tomorrow is Wednesday so it will be me and the hoot tomorrow. I promise to post what happens tomorrow a bit sooner than I did today.

There was a test of the Emergency Broadcast System today at 6:50. Comcast had some issues and I lost phone television and internet. I was worried there for a bit and grabbed the cell phone to call Comcast. Is it strange that I can call Comcast with out even having to think about the number. No it's not, because comcast frequently has hiccups.

Oh crap Caps scored first, Lets go Bruins.

Today was the open house at Fenway Park. I was thinking about going but I did not have anyone to go with. I was kind of tired and a little bit cranky. I went out to get my meds, but once I got back I just came back upstairs. I justified it by saying I had already been on the field, and in the players bench, stood in front of the Green Monsta and in the bullpen. But ya, I looked at the long line of people waiting to go in at noon and decided to stay home. I'm turning into a hermit, or something.

Tomorrow is the 100th birthday of Fenway Park I will be driving my Mom out to see her mother in Plymouth. Her mother is a bed ridden 99 year old who will turn 100 years old in May. Of all the people I know who I expected to live to 100, she was not even on my list.

I was thinking today that I had to ask CVS to call my doctor to renew 2 of my regular medications. I called the doctors office and they have shut down their prescription renewal department. The prescription refill line does not even take messages, it flat out tells me to speak to my pharmacist. Now I have a chronic illness, one that I should have regular medical monitoring. Blood work, flexibility tests, and regular urine checks to see what my kidneys are up to. Other than a very expensive January emergency visit I have not seen my doctor in several months. I think the last time my kidneys were checked was some time in June. I think I need to do some follow up with my doctor's next week.

So yesterday was my day with Mom. I know we usually go out today, but she had something to do. Byron and I got out there around 11 and we went out to do her errands. She decided to bring all her canvas bags with her so after we left BJ's we took a minute to put groceries in the bags.

The BJ's and the Stop and Shop have some great specials on meat. I have had to pass them by because I normally stick around after we go shopping. My Mom suggested that I should take advantage of the specials and head home right after we shop. I use to stick around but heading back into town both before rush hour and with the nice discount meat in my car. It works out well.

Got my bills paid and sent my first payment to the IRS, I actually managed to save enough to be able to pay some of my tax bills.

Today I'm hanging out with my other favorite hoot. Tommy, he and his mom needed my truck to pick up some stuff at Home Depot. See I love being the friend with the truck. Every body wants me around. Just hanging out now, letting dinner settle and hanging out.

Ta Da!!!

The Bruins game started at 3 and the Red Sox game at 4. So it was my plan to watch the Bruins game then switch over when it ended. Except the game took a long time to end, and it ended with the wrong team winning! The Bruins lost to the Capitals during the second sudden death over time.

While the game was on I had some nervous energy and I used to to start cleaning up. I had a box of office supplies blank computer paper and some pictures. I went through the box putting away what I wanted to keep and tossing the rest. Got a better handle on the mess at the end of the bed. I have the play dolls there and some accessories (furniture, kitchen sets, bed rooms and the like)

Bit by bit, step by step I'll get stuff in and the way I want it. I will have a couple of stacks of stuff, but nothing to out of control. Time to put a few more dolls up for sale, it's been a long time since I put stuff ON EBay! Look for sales yes I do that a lot, my last purchase was an mint in box Earring Magic Ken. I should take a picture of that doll and let people see just how gay the doll looked.

Be warned everyone Baseball season has begun. Bruins are in the post season and my brain is very very engaged in sports. Anybody who calls during a tight game just might not get an answer. The Bruins won game one of the quarter finals, and the Red Sox won their home opener. The actual anniversary of the first game is on April 20th. You know just after the Titanic went down. Scene stealer...

Actually I am fascinated with Titanic the actual ship. I have never seen the big movie, and the only fiction I ever read about Titanic was Raise the Titanic Like most people I did not see that movie either. On the other hand, I live watch and reading about investigations on how she sank. This show I am watching now suggests the Titanic did not have one big gouge in her side, but several smaller ones going over many different sections. The several explosions people heard that night were not the boilers going, but the air from the enclosed lower decks imploding.

So this morning when I woke up I seriously thought it was Saturday. Thought that until I turned on the radio and heard the BBC radio hour instead of Weekend Update.

Still trying to figure out the inner workings of my Android. My apps self organized in alphabetical order. I would prefer to organize them by subject. Have my sports and news apps on one page, my books and e-readers on a second page, and so on. I'm also looking for a good database app, I had the great Data Vis smart list to go on my palm, but they no longer offer the program. I need to put together a list for my spices and herbs as well as my Barbie dolls. Any ideas or suggestions? Maybe a cooking program or two?

What better thing to do on a rotten rainy day like today but shop? Glad you asked, because there is not. I got a call from koshmom last night letting me know she needed a nice new outfit for an event she is attending this weekend. She had not had good luck looking herself, so who else to call but a woman so girly she still plays with dolls?

Byron was at the groomer today, and he looks amazing thanks Pet Express. Once I dropped him off I went over to get her. The first place we hit was Macy's where we found a nice dress for her. I love that Macy's like Lord & Taylor use to do puts clearance items at a serious markdown. They had some nice spring tops marked down 75%! Which meant I got a couple of nice shirts and a lovely sweater for 60 dollars. Serious markdowns ladies, seriously.

I was wearing my size 16 jeans which just fall off my ass. I either need to get a better belt, or just move back to my size 14's. I saw this super nice blue top that was a size 10, I wanted to give it a shot and see how it looked on me. koshmom was able to zip me up, but the ruffle over my breasts looked a bit much. But, I fit into a size 10! Saw a couple of other nice shirts, a black and print shirt. I tried on a size 12 and a size 14. The 14's were to big for me, so I ended up getting the size 12! Some times I don't feel like I am losing any weight, but the loose jeans and smaller top called it to my attention.

When Byron was done with his groomer we went back to pick him up and drop him at the apartment. We had a nice late lunch at the Cambodian restaurant near my apartment. I do like the number of restaurants near here. On Oak Island it was just Kelly's but here I can choose from Mexican, Chilean, Cambodian and Vietnamese with a pair of dive bars tossed in.

We went back out again looking for shoes. She found a nice pair after a bit of stress looking for shoes in her size. I had fun walking around the shoe stores pointing out how they did not make Fuck me heels in a size 3 1/2. I have broken bones in both my feet which means I now need to wear a wide shoe. Still got a foot the size of your average 5th grader, but it's wider. It's hard to find sexy shoes in my size with my feet. Luckily I make a point of getting very good shoes so I have many many shoes. I saw this one nice pair of gladiator heels in my size, but they were not made for my wide foot. Stupid feet! I did see some nice heels but I knew I already had some shoes in that style at home. I started thinking I should maybe take pictures of all my shoes, I know they are all here now.

Pictures later on, right now the Bruins are playing the Capitols in the first game of the quarter finals. Lets go Bruins!

Actually I woke up just before the alarm went off. When I opened my eyes they only spent a few seconds on the morning reboot and I could see pretty well. As I took my morning medications I realized that 4 of them were in need of refills. Which got me to thinking, I have not seen my doctor in a couple of months. Several months in fact. I last saw my rheumatologiest Dr Chapnick since August. I last saw any doctor at my primary health care group last January when I injured my eye. Which was 200 dollars I did not have and wish I had not spent. Normally I see Dr Chapnick three times a year, and my primary Dr Engelbart I see, or use to see 4 times a year. I last saw her in November. It's April, I should have seen both of them. Usually I make the next appointment when I leave the office, and they send me several reminders. I don't recall making the follow up appointments, so I am going to call both doctors today and see about getting an appointment.

But I digress.

I got up and took off my PJ's and grabbed some pants off the rack. They went on easy but I could not get them to zip, I went up a size and could not get them to zip up either. Both jeans went up easily enough, but just could not get around the lump that is my gut. So I grabbed some over sized sweat pants and got ready to take Byron out. Dang it! I have been watching my food intake, doing NO snacking trying to take longer walks and while the scale goes down the lump that is my stomach increases! I'm bruising more easily, and in my muscle's not my joints, so part of me is wondering if I should talk to my oncologist.

Well this was my mind set as I walked Byron out side. I told him to sit and stay while I zipped up my hoodie, instead he dragged me down the steps. I was pissed at him. We started walking and he was on his "let me walk in the street" mode. I had to drag him back a couple of times. On the second block there was a group of woman who find Byron's presence "objectionable" Not in the best of moods I tried to take Byron across the street. He refused to go. He would not obey a heal, not a walk nothing! So under their glaring eyes I got fed up and grabbed Byron by the collar and dragged him across the street. I guess he thinks that one of these days he will walk through the group and they will love him like every one else does. But they don't love dogs, they are offended by his presence. And while I can wave the service dog license during food bank, trying to do so during my morning walk will only bring the cops.

He kept up the misbehaving all the way down to the beach, trying to walk deep into people's yards, kicking up dirt after he peed. By the time we reached the beach I was ready to toss him on my shoulder and jog back to the house!!!! So I turned him around and we went back to the apartment. Byron continued his random darting out into the road, getting me caught up on a parking meter or two. I was just so ready to fall to the ground and scream!

We got back to the house in one piece, but with my temper in shreds. One of my neighbors was leaning on the front door blocking the automatic door button. I tried to reach behind him to get the button and he would not move. I snapped at him, and I don't care! I told him if he was going to block the door opener with his body (okay I said fat ass) he should either open the door for me or get the hell out of the way! He got pissed I don't care.

Got home, made my coffee and feed Byron and Purrball. She is walking around the house crying for something. She has food and fresh water, her litter box is clean. But she will not stop crying. I'm ready to throw something at her. I know she wants to go outside, but there is no more outside. I don't like it either cat, so suck it!!!

To sum up, I hate my life I hate every thing about it.

The person who discovered drug used for treatment of malaria does even more good as a treatment for lupus. Think of all the lives this drug has saved in both uses.

Sorry I have not posted but every thing has been wonky around here. I have 3 separate things to tell every one today, I hope you enjoy them all.

So just a few days ago I mentioned putting Bratz doll on Craigslist. I had not heard anything and was thinking that I would just wait until the add expired and toss the dolls. Then this morning I got an email from a woman who's daughter had seen the posting and was a big fan of Bratz. She wanted to know if I still had the dolls and I did. We chatted a bit I have her directions, she told me her daughter was 12. Then she called me back and said she had not asked if I wanted 5 dollars a doll or 5 dollars in total. I told her since her daughter was going to play with the dolls, which as any one who has watched Toy Story knows is heaven for toys. I was not going to charge her a thing. The dolls need to be played with, and to here they were free. So when her daughter got out of school at 2:30 they drove over to get the dolls.

Now do you know that look that feeling, when something so amazing is happening your face glows with joy. How being so happy makes you grow just a couple of inches taller. Well I saw that today. As I came through the front door I knew exactly who was waiting for those dolls she was that happy. Which made me even happier because I felt kind of guilty about lavishing attention on my other dolls and ignoring those. We each made our days!!

Next, well yesterday was Tom's day to teach a class, unlike holding pads he has people go through sets of exercises and spar with each other. He got hurt on Wednesday while holding pads for someone who missed the pad and his his leg. So he was having trouble walking and driving was just right out. I snapped a few pictures and had a fun night hanging out with him.

Wednesday was hoot day. I went out to take my Mom shopping. She had only a few things to get so Byron and I were able to head home pretty early. We went to the Stop and Shop in Milford and I went looking for marrow bones. I give them to Byron about once a week so he can have a good chew, clean his teeth, feel like a wolf instead of just a wolfspintz

Time to take a little nap or something. I had celery sticks with peanut butter for lunch and not I am having peanut buttered celery burps.

Ya know, if Kirk had not been all kinds of awesome there would not be any Picard, Sisco, Janway or what's his name.